Mott The Hoople Trudis Song - teksty piosenek, wg trafności (od zawsze) - Teksciory.pl

Crash Street Kidds - Mott The Hoople

"(Ian Hunter) See my thoughts - and see my scars- see my clothes - I dress to kill See my blood - and see my gun. The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Better run, better run, better run) The Crash"

Drivin' Sister - Mott The Hoople

"See my thoughts - and see my scars- see my clothes - I dress to kill See my blood - and see my gun. The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Better run, better run, better run) The Crash Street Kidds"

Alice - Mott The Hoople

"(Ian Hunter) Now Alice needed money I put $10 on the breeze, As the wind died away she sank way below her knees, And as a hurricane passed by she clutched the money from the sky, She must have been at"

Born Late '58 - Mott The Hoople

"Now Alice needed money I put $10 on the breeze, As the wind died away she sank way below her knees, And as a hurricane passed by she clutched the money from the sky, She must have been at least a fathom"

Midnight Lady - Mott The Hoople

"NaNa Naaa NaNa NaNa Naaa NaNa NaNa Naaa NaNa NaNa Naa Well I went down to the bunny station Cause I wanted love for a week or two I wanted you on a week vacation Cause its costing me but its killing you NaNa"

Death May Be Your Santa Claus - Mott The Hoople

"(Ian Hunter/Verden Allen) How long 'fore you realise you swing How long 'fore you realise you sting From the good to the bad to the ugly change How long 'fore you start to rearrange How long how long 'fore"

Honaloochie Boogie (Another Version) - Mott The Hoople

"(Ian Hunter) My cardboard face looks out of place Among all those plastic plates My Brillianteen sure adds that sheen But I can't believe my fate I mean all this dressing up is a travesty It's costing"

Whizz Kid - Mott The Hoople

"(Ian Hunter) Little whizz kid mystified me, she was a New York City beat She came on flash - monster mash, motors in her feet Now we moved out of Manhattan to her home on the Brooklyn Heights Her dad's"

Violence - Mott The Hoople

"(Ian Hunter/Mick Ralphs) I'm a missing link, poolroom stink, I can't talk (Well that's too bad) What's going on, something's wrong, I can't work Can't go to school, the teacher's a fool, the preacher's"

Pearl 'n' Roy (England) - Mott The Hoople

"(Ian Hunter) SHUT UP!!! It's clean the chimneys kids, and it's 1974 Shake a fist, make Oliver Twist there's no way you ain't poor Work the mine, work the factory line Watch the news, get the blues, blow"

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